A/N: I'm so sorry, guys! I know I'm two weeks late, but please forgive me... I've been very busy, and I know it sounds like some cheap excuse but please do understand. But, in order to make up for it, have a 14 pages long chapter. Yeah, 14 pages. It's my new record. Not for long, though... The next chapter will surely beat this one.
Disclaimer: Don't own Transformers Prime or anything related to it. Or the song 'Iron'. I just own my OC's and this story.
Please enjoy!
- Dream -
Cracks. So many cracks. The ground was encrusted with them. They all shined with neon purple light. Then, an old, rusted servo came out of it, trying to grab her legs. It clawed at the ground and lifted it's rusted and destroyed head from the earth. She fell backwards and landed on her back. The monstrosity shone with the same neon purple.
It leaned towards her and opened what was left of it's mouth. A broken, filled with static hiss left from it. Then, it let an furious, bone-chilling, blood-curling scream. She covered her ears, shut her eyes, and screamed.
Suddenly, quiet.
She opened her eyes. A long, huge corridor stretched out before her that made a slight turn to the left. Nothing but tall, dark-purple, metal walls around. Then, a bright, pinkish light shone from the end of the corridor. She lifted herself, and began walking towards the light.
Soon, she reached the end of the corridor and entered in a big room where the ceiling was almost too high to see. The only source of light in the room was from a huge container where enormous crystals were. Their color was very familiar... Realization hit her like a train. The crystals... they had the same color as the cracks and the robot from before... Dread filled her as she approached the container. When she was just a step away from it she put her hand on the glass. When her skin touched the cool surface, the crystals gave a pulse, and began shinning brightly, blinding her.
- End of the dream -
Ioana quickly opened her eyes. She didn't shoot up in a sitting position like most persons did when they had a nightmare. Her breath was quick, and her heart hammered in her rib-cage. She placed her hand over her heart and willed herself to calm down.
When she felt she was alright she got up and went to take a shower, then change into more fitting clothes. While in the shower, she began thinking of what the things in her dream were. "It's clearly connected to the bots. And the robot could have been Cliffjumper. Arcee did say that he was covered in that strange substance. And the crystals? ... They must have been the solid form of the purple 'goo'." After that, she went and looked through her wardrobe for something to wear. She wore a black, short-sleeved shirt and dark-blue, worn jeans, and her beloved long arm bands. Then, she went to check if the leftovers from last night were still there. Surprisingly, they were. They had been really tired last night, and they went to bed as soon as they finished eating. It meant Ale would soon wake up for some food and go back to sleep. Usual Saturdays.
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